blood. sweat. tears

i had an indoor football tournament this morning and i was asked to join because my old coach was putting together three teams for the tourney. his idea behind it was to get some footage of the two players who are going to the US for college football. i was asked to go mind you, but having parents who are pretty serious abt studying and less about football, so i had to turn down the offer.

but.. back to the tourney.. its a round-robin format. with the winners being the one with most points. if two teams end up with same amount of points and goals scored, final playoff is played. the teams that the coach picked, he tried to be fair with the amount of players he had. so he 'evenly' spread the teams. i was stuck with one decent player, my bro and two of his mates. sufficient to say that i didnt think much of the team.

first game: vs blue team
the blue team had one of the coaches star players. this was the guy that was going to the US. i set out in this match to prove something to him and myself. it was a hard match, i was playing the only middy, running up and down, breaking up play and linking the defense and our striker. the goal i scored was a tad luck. i chipped the ball into the D, looking for my striker and the keeper misjudged it and let it in. it was pretty awesome..hahahaha.. final score, 1-0 to us.

second game:vs white team
the white team seemed pretty good, but their defense had some problems i know. we started and i had some early chances, esp since they werent closing down proper. we passed it around well, and i got my hattrick early in the game. i set up another for the striker, and i hung back. to protect our lead.easy game, gloated abit. final score 4-0 to us

third game: vs yellow team
before the game started, my teammate asked me if we could afford to lose this game. i told him straight up. NO. hahaha. and guess what. we lost. WTF man. i missed the game cuz my own guy tripped me up while i was sprinting. and i flew a whole meter. i fckd my elbow up and was told to not play by the ref and my coach. apparently i might break the fckin thing. as a result we played with 4 men, and lost, 2-0.

fourth game: vs green team.
last game of the round robin, we needed to win this to actually stand a chance of winning anything.very hard game, couldnt really get into it for some odd reason, my elbow still hurt. but i managed to hit the post, and played defense most of the time. we won 1-0.

final: vs white team
the finals were here, i had dragged my team here, and i wanted to win so bad. i wanted to prove a point, to show that a player who hasnt played or traind regularly could still outplay a bunch of fit football players. we started strongly, a few shots here and there, but not really troubling much. then, it happend, the other team had the keeper sent off for swearing at the ref, great change for us. we pushed on , and had shot after shot. but the change-in goalie was a rock. a clearance, controlled by our defender, managed to slip away from him and into the path of a striker. i saw it unfold in my head, the striker ran, and shot. a weak shot, but just enough on it. they scored.

my hand was bleeding, id been fouled so much that my hand was badly cut from the falls. the sweat was in my eyes, dripping down my face. along with my tears. id been so close, yet so far. i couldnt believe it. it hurt so much. i sat there, angry, sad and dissapointed. i didnt do enough. not well enough.